Fleetfoot: Wonderbolt

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Subject: Fleetfoot: Wonderbolt Tue Jan 01, 2013 5:27 am

Canon Name:

Fleetfoot

Furcaida Name:

FIeetfoot

Why do you want this character?:

Who wouldn't want to have the ability to RP a member of the high-flying Wonderbolts? Fleetfoot has not been given an official personality, but that allows for more creativity on my part to create a disposition that might fit her. As a relatively undeveloped character on the show's part, I look forward to developing her into a memorable pony so that all may enjoy RPing with her. She has a lot of potential, and I want to use every ounce of it.

How often are you online?:

Almost everyday.

Personality:

"... What Fleetfoot lacks in size, she makes up in speed." -Rarity, Sweet and Elite

As a mare that was below the average height of a pegasus, she is always eager to prove herself to those around her. She's hasty, rash, and always quick to the punch, making her a "shoot first" type of pony. Though intelligent, she lacks caution and laughs in the face of danger, proving further her ever constant need to show that size doesn't matter. Even as a member of the Wonderbolts, which proves that she is quite capable in the field of aerodynamics and skilled as a flyer, she pushes herself to continue her reputation as a fast-flying pegasus. Everything about her is "fleet": quick to anger, quick to rise to the challenge, and quick to prove that she has earned her marks.

Sample Post:

The day of the Wonderbolt Derby had arrived as the small mare stretched out her wings, a determined look in her eye as she put on her Wonderbolt attire and placed the goggles firmly upon her forehead. She wasn't going to screw this up at all; no, she was going to show everypony that size didn't mean a lick. She moved with haste as her taller teammates moved beside her, a slight flicker of envy noticeable in her green eyes as she measured her height to theirs. No, she mustn't do that! Size didn't matter, remember? However, it certainly did help. As she entered the derby area, a single hoof would be raised to slide her goggles over her eyes, confidence restored to her heart as she heard one of the ponies bet on her. That was good; she would show them all her prowess!

The sound of the bugle made her muscles tense as she watched the referee bring down the checkered flag, everything moving in slow motion for her as Fleetfoot pushed off on her good foot in order to make a prominent start. Her wings beat fast as Fire Streak and Blaze took point and the lead. Not on her watch! She pushed herself onwards with swift and efficient wingbeats, muscles functioning like a well-oiled machine as she began to pass the two larger pegasuses. Thank heavens for her goggles, or else her eyes would be streaming from the air slicing at her face and eyes! She was like a locomotive set on its course with premium coal fueling its motions, and nothing would stand in her way of victory! She held the inner edge of the derby circuit, duking it out with a battle of wingpower in an attempt to beat the now approaching Misty Fly. No one was going to steal this from her.

With the laps closing in on the final fly-about, Fleetfoot exerted herself further until the last possible moment. Neck and neck with Misty Fly, she would extend her head forward to claim the race, the sound of the announcer confirming her victory. The voice rang out in her ears, "And it's Fleetfoot by a nose!" The crowd went wild as she took her victory lap, a boastful side of her coming out as she pranced to and fro. Ah yeah, size certainly didn't matter!